Stones would play Inside her head And where she slept They made her bed And she would ache For love and get but stones La-lah la-lah la-lah la la la lone Lordy child A good day's comin' And I'll be there To let the sun in And bein' lost Is worth the comin' home La-lah la-lah la-lah la la la On stones You and me A time for planting You and me A harvest granting The every prayer ever prayed For just two wild flowers that grow La-lah la-lah la-lah la la la On stones